She thought to herself, 'That's only because you guys don't know how scary he can get when he wants to.'
Putting that aside, Sabrina simply smiled at them and said, "Thank you"
After that, the designer began choosing a pair of shoes to match the light blue dress. In the end, the ones he found did not seem to fit Sabrina's feet very well.
Although Sabrina was slender and tall, her feet were very petite in size.
On top of that, they were lean and narrow.
In contrast, the pair of shoes that matched with the light dress were not only one size too large for her, but also very wide.
The designer said regretfully, "Madam, these shoes were originally made to go with the dress, but they really don't fit your feet. Furthermore, even though this pair of shoes would be considered high-end in a normal footwear store, it isn’t really the best quality from our brand. Well... What should we do now then?"
"Re-customize it," Sebastian, who was watching, suddenly said.
Sabrina was caught in a daze for a moment. "No... No need, right? Wouldn’t it be fine to just buy another pair? By the way, what kind of banquet do you want m
e to attend with this dress?"
Banquet again.
Whenever the word banquet was mentioned, Sabrina would get some nasty flashbacks.
Ignoring Sabrina's question, the man looked at the designer coldly and repeated himself, "Re-customize i t."
The designer who looked slightly helpless tried his best to explain, "Mr Ford, to make a model of the feel, i t would take..."
"How long will it take?" Sebastian asked.
"Seven days."
"Four days," Sebastian said forcefully.
His stern tone left the designer speechless.
Sabrina tried to help, saying, "Don't be like that..." She even tugged on Sebastian’s arms.
However, he didn’t even look at Sabrina, keeping his eyes on the designer instead.
Realizing that there was nothing he could do, the designer nodded. "Mr Ford, we will do our best to deliver it in four days."
Having to complete it in four days would really kill them.
However, who would dare to disobey an order given by Sebastian?
He did tell her a few days ago that the Ford family was going to officially acknowledge her as their Young Mistress and Ford Group's Mrs Director.
For this reason, they had planned on hosting a family banquet.
Like he said, Sebastian had indeed told her about it a few days ago, but Sabrina was so busy with work that i t had completely slipped her mind.
On top of that, she had no interest in family banquets a s well, especially one that was going to be held at the old Ford residence.
Sabrina felt that every time she entered the old residence, a layer of her skin would be peeled.
However, as Mrs Ford, she had no choice but to attend.
It would also be good to show her face there. After all, i t was a way for her to inform the entire upper class of South City that she, Sabrina, was Mrs Ford now. From then on, nobody would dare bully or humiliate her openly.
"When?" she asked again.
"This weekend," answered Sebastian immediately.
"Then...," Sabrina paused before continuing, "After the family banquet, I want to make a trip back to my hometown."
When he heard the madam mention her hometown, the driver couldn't help but look back. "Master Sebastian..."
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